Do you really think of yourself as the little master of the 2-star sect? This kind of ghost place, invite her to come, she will not come in the future.
As they slowly went down, they saw many small black spots at the foot of the mountain. They gathered in a pile and were going up the stairs. As she approached, Shihua's face became grim.
Looking at the people at the foot of the mountain, the expression on their faces became more and more complex. After a thoughtful look, they seemed to be hesitating about something.
Just hesitating, Li yuemi suddenly took Shihua's hand and rushed into the dense forest without looking back. "What do you think? If the elder sees us coming to immortal sect privately, he won't forgive us lightly."
"I didn't expect to come so fast." Shihua, hiding in the dense forest, could not help muttering to himself.
"What did you say?"
"It's nothing. I just think elder Yang's taking people to immortal sect at this time should be something big."
"It's a good play to watch!"
"What?"
"You think, elder Yang is a real backer. He is like immortal. Today, he came here with more than a dozen people. He didn't come to trouble. Did he still drink tea and chat here?" Li yuemi gloated and laughed a few times, then poked Shihua beside him with her elbow, "you don't want to give Wen Ping information, do you?"
"Ah! No... "
When she said this, Shihua was like a cat with its tail trampled on.
"Without the best, that kind of person should learn a lesson. Do you really think you are very good? "
After that, Li yuemi didn't make any more sound until she heard the sound of footsteps passing in front of them and then came out of the forest. For fear of being seen, he ran to the foot of Yunlan mountain.
Although I was looking forward to the scene where Yang Chang went up the mountain so much that Wen Ping didn't dare to speak out, I was afraid to be seen, so I had to go first.
Fortunately, it's the same whether you watch or not. There's only one ending.
……
It's dusk.
The red haze of the horizon slowly extends to the top of the mountain, putting a layer of red veil on the landscape in front of us.
Headed by Yang Huawei, a two sideburns patron, the mighty group of thirteen climbed to the top of Yunlan mountain with overwhelming momentum and stood in front of the empty main hall. Yang Hua stood still, and the people behind him scattered around.
Soon they all came back. When they came back, one of them escorted Uncle Wang to the stone tiger in front of the main hall.
Yang Hua coldly glanced at the old man in front of him and asked, "old man, where's the Lord?"
"I don't know where your patriarch is." Uncle Wang cast a strange look at each other. He thought that this man had disappeared from the patriarch. How could he ask him a bad old man.
However, seeing that the other party was fierce, he did not dare to say what he thought in his heart. He could only mutter in his heart.
Hum!
A cold hum came.
Yang Hua shakes off the so-called backer Zongchang's old spirit and holds the sword handle like an evil ruffian.
Then came the sound of a long sword coming out of the scabbard. A white awn came out of the scabbard behind him, and xusou fell on Uncle Wang's shoulder.
Wang Bo bi was just an ordinary man. He had been in immortal sect for so many years, but he was just sweeping the floor. Facing the scene on the sword stand, he almost collapsed on the ground. After being held up by the people of kaoshanzong, he glanced at the sharp blade on his shoulder from time to time.
Maybe one finger closer and I'll die.
Yang Hua didn't move when he saw it. His expression was still as cold as that. In his heart, even if the other party is an ordinary person, as long as he is connected with immortal sect, his sword will not be merciful. Moreover, he is here to do business today. If he doesn't give the immortal people any color, they won't be afraid.
Although he didn't know why the immortal sect would suddenly get the help of Jiang YUEYE, he knew that even if there was a hundred sect alliance or not, the immortal sect was in the bag of the backer sect, and no one could change this fact.
Then he asked again in a cold voice, "where is Wenping? I'll kill you if I don't tell you!"
The edge of the sword went deep again and reached Uncle Wang's neck.
Just lightly touched up, also let Wang Bo on the neck many a thin wound, blood along with the trend dyed red sword edge.
"Stop it
Wen Ping, who came from Fengyu Pavilion late, appeared at the side of the main hall by the trees. Seeing that Uncle Wang was all right, he was relieved. Then he walked to the front of the main hall, looked coldly at Yang Hua and others in front of him, and said, "is your backer sect so unbearable? Even an ordinary old man has to be bullied. "
If you can, Wen Ping really wants to walk over and kick under his crotch.
How can a man be so cheap?
After all, it involves the rule of survival of the fittest. Wen Ping can accept the fact that immortal sect is disintegrated by them, and he will certainly do the same in the future.However, a 13 weight monk threatened a hundred old man with a sword, which he despised.
Instead of anger, Yang Hua laughed and said, "it's really different. The once immortal master of shaozong has grown up."
Wen Ping didn't look at him, and he didn't want to care what he said. He just looked at the sword on Uncle Wang's shoulder, and then said, "elder Yang, I'm here. Should you put down your sword?"
Yang Hua smiles, but the sword still doesn't move. He complacently says, "are you very disappointed that the people of the city Lord's mansion didn't come to help you?"
"If you want to give me a bad impression, you did it."
"If we want to save the old man, why don't we make a deal?"
"What deal?"
In fact, he knew that even if he did not ask, Yang Hua would certainly say.
Yang Hua looked at the man in black beside him, and the other side immediately took out a gold ticket from his arms, with a large face value of 5000 gold.
"5000 gold, sell me Yaoshan and feijiashan."
"What if I say no?"
"Then I'll kill him, and then I'll make the immortal clan restless. Maybe you think the city Lord's mansion will help you, but if the immortal clan disappears completely, do you think the city Lord's mansion will fight against our backer clan for a force that has disappeared?"
To tell the truth, he is not afraid of Wenping.
There are a hundred ways in his mind to make Wen Ping give in. It's just one of them to use immortal people to coerce him.
It doesn't matter if Wen Ping abandons the old man. As a 13 heavy monk, he only needs one finger, and the so-called little patriarch will disappear in the world. It's easier to do so, and you don't have to spend 5000 gold!
Those people in the Presbyterian Church are just too cautious. They think that the immortal sect has something to do with it. They really think that the skinny camel is bigger than the horse.
He believed that Wen Ping himself could understand this simple truth.
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